A review by ninthwave
Terminal Freeze by Lincoln Child

2.0

It's remarkable how much the quality of individual work can vary from that of collaborative efforts, sometimes for the better, and sometimes for the worse. I have read solo efforts by both Douglas Preston and Lincoln Child, and I think they are much better as a team. I found Terminal Freeze disappointingly predictable, to the point that I almost felt that I could've written the outline. I think it's okay for a writer to have a standard formula, but the formula alone doesn't bring a story to life, and this one feels phoned in.

All prolific writers have some works that are better than others, and this was one of the meh ones, in my opinion. (I don't want to write a review that includes spoilers, but let's just say that I couldn't help giggling and thinking of Lady Gaga's "Poker Face" every time a certain sound was heard by the expedition team. I know that sound was supposed to be menacing, but, well, not so much.) :)

I generally enjoy Lincoln Child's work, and I'll probably give another of his solo titles a chance, but in the spectrum of the books I've read by him, this may be the defining point for the low end.